Once I knew whose hand I hand I was touching I felt better. I forgot about everything I was thinking about. I automatically got better that hand was my drug. My drug's name is Karlee Eliza Lee. I couldn't help but to squeeze the hand of my BFF. She is my BFF, Forever and always. Kyle I think it was said "Careful Karlee don't squeeze Karlee's hand to tight"
I tried to say that she was beautiful but that god damn tube was stuck in my stupid throat. So I waved my hand everyone was attending to my BFF, except that girl.
That girl that was with my wait I know who she is, she my- SISTER!!!
Aisha, Aisha May Holt. WAIT she is the one who was picked over me to go back with my mom early. I can't, SOMEONE CAN YOU HEAR ME?
"MMM MMMM MMMM!!!" I tried to say "GET HER OUT OF HERE. NOW!"
But I was to weak. That stupid tube was going to be there for however long it needed to be so I kept fighting and fighting. I fought so hard that a nurse came in on her own and took the tube out. I was so happy but when she took it out Aisha told me who she was and this is what I said
"I know who you are and if you live with MY BIRTH MOM I'M STAYING WITH MY FOSTER PARENTS!"
I felt like I was thrown from my hospital bed onto the floor but nope I was just having another seizure. And you don't know what that feels like to be in that much pain.
"CODE BLUE IN ROOM 213"
That was my room! CODE BLUE MEANS I'M DYING
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My Last Hope
Non-FictionKarlee Eliza Holt is taken away by the state from her mom, she goes and lives with her grandmother. But when her grandmother dies she has no one to go to and is forced to go into foster care. Karlee is put through hell by going in and out of foster...
